Friday, September 12, 2014

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Yep, it is all ok

What else can I say?

5th wedding anniversary- super awesome dinner at Finca and camping and mountain biking on Antelope Island (one of the coolest places I've ever been and 40 miles from our door).  My husband is the greatest.

I am now a Utah Master Naturalist.  The class that I took was amazing, I learned a ton, and half of our field guides referenced my grandmother's work.  I am so excited to use some of my new knowledge to teach outdoor education.  Andy has assured me that keeping species lists and carrying a journal and several guidebooks is not completely dorky.  He may be wrong about that, but I don't care.  I'm so pleased to be able to do all that.  I even accurately named a few plant species at Antelope Island!

New job/beginning of the school year- loving it.  Just...loving it.  Did I mention that I get paid to go hiking?  And that I get all the support, structure, and freedom to be the teacher that I am?   And lunch is practically free and cooked for me every day? So far, no tears.  NO TEARS!!  What a difference from last year at this time.   I really enjoy middle school; the kids, the colleagues, the expectations, the fact that I'm only teaching one subject... (OK, I am co-teaching Outdoor Environmental Education, but there is a lead teacher and not much prep)...all in all, it's fantastic.

Kittehs!  Diego and Shasta, alternately difficult teen-age cats and unbelievable adorable cuddle muffins.  Yep.  Cuddle muffins.  I still miss Simon terribly though.  I keep finding his fur everywhere.  Sad.

BECK!- We saw Beck at an outdoor concert.  OK, really, I saw a tiny person with a hat, in between the other several thousand people there.  Nonetheless, it was a fantastic show, the acoustics were incredible, and he played several songs from his newest album.  If you like Sea Change and you haven't heard Morning Phase yet, run and get it now.  I listen to it almost every day, and it just gets better.

Broken toe- hey, I can even walk on it now!  I can even ride my mountain bike. Being patient with myself and spending lots of time resting really paid off.

Our fantastic neighborhood- in a few short minutes, one neighbor gave us this incredible sauce that magically transformed into dinner, plus grape jam.  Another, stopping by, dropped off pear sauce (like applesauce, only pear-y), and green tomatoes (pickled).  Amazing.

So, yeah, it's all ok.




Saturday, August 23, 2014

A little happy news in the world of education for some inspiration

School starts in three days.  I'm extremely excited to be starting my new job at my new school, and my head is awhirl with lesson plans and course overviews and all kinds of middle school things that I never thought about.

And, this article reminds me that there are courageous and honorable teachers out there.  Isn't that great?  Bonus for mentioning my old friend Josh.



Friday, August 1, 2014

Adventures and Asthma

I came home to a sad, empty house and a Simon-filled hole in my world.  It's been really tough getting on with things, frankly.  I miss him every single day, every minute, it seems.

However, in order to dispel the empty-house syndrome, we decided to invite two new friends into our home.  They are still letting us get to know them and our list of names continues to grow.  We met them at a Petco where they had been rescued by an organization from a kill-shelter.  Both are about 5 months now, have startlingly different personalities, and are quite incredible.
No names, lots of adorables.



Then, in a whirlwind of packing, we did a short (26 hours) bike tour to the high Unitas with some new people, and then I took off for a 10 day bike-packing trip in Idaho.
Bikepacking in the Uintas...practicing for Idaho

Alas, the trip was not to be incredibly successful for me, sadly.  Although it was incredible (views, roads, hot springs, nature, mountains), my asthma started to act up the first mile, and never really let up. It got moderately scary, especially lying in my tent all night coughing and wondering if I'd ever sleep.  Or, the next night, lying in my tent after too many puffs on the rescue inhaler and lots of caffeine (effective asthma treatment), wondering if I'd ever sleep.

Making the tough decision to go home, somewhere in Idaho
I decided not to risk myself or my companions, and set off solo towards the next major town- about 30 miles (10 of them seriously uphill) away.  The thing that was scary is that the only people who knew where I was going to be were headed to an even more remote part of the forest; no phones, no people.  I had everything I needed- warm clothes (which was good because one morning we woke to find our water bottles frozen!), bear spray (totally unnecessary), and more food than I could have possibly eaten.  There was water everywhere so that made it easy to stay hydrated, but even so, I didn't feel completely comfortable.  The climb was on a dusty, steep road and my goal was to keep my heart rate incredibly low, even if it meant walking my bike.  I was very successful at this, actually, moving along at a high RPM pace (which, if you don't ride bikes, you should know is not only good for your knees but also good for energy conservation) and although my progress was painfully slow, there was progress.

However, when given the opportunity for a ride, I took it.  No shame.  Ok, a little bit of shame, but getting into trouble in the backcountry because I made stupid decisions isn't something I want to happen to me.  I got a lift for about 4 miles, the last four miles to the summit of the big steep pass, and pedaled all the way down to McCall.  All told, I ended up riding about 25 miles that day, and came into town to meet a nice group of cyclists who hosted me at their camp site and gave me access to a much needed shower.  They also fed me and, when I mentioned that I was considering trying to get back to the town where I left my car (about 40 highway miles, 50 dirt miles away), threw my bike on their truck and drove me.  It was in the direction of where they were going anyway.

So, exhausted, sore, breathing poorly and with some disappointment, I returned home.  And broke my toe, but that's another story.  Also, the reason why I am inside on a beautiful summer day with my foot up and a grumpy expression on my face.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Sad

> Simon died this morning. I am in Guatemala and broken in bits.

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Return to Guatemala

¡Xelaju!
I am headed back to Guatemala.  Why?  Because I haven't actually used my Spanish in a year and I am feeling nervous and rusty.  Because my Great Divide ride is being pushed back a year due to my riding partner's injury.  Because I want to.

This year, I'm updating the packing list a bit because I'm going to be spending one week in a touristy area on Lake Atitlan, doing what I decided not to do last year (that is, studying at the lake at a less well-known school).  So, a little bit more personal security this time.  I'll be at La Escuela de la MonaƱa for two weeks and at a school in San Marcos for one week. Instead of being gone a whole month, my trip is only 3 weeks.  Of course, the way I pack, the difference between 3 weeks and 6 weeks in negligible.

I've bought (and I hope it arrives before I leave!) a personal door lock .  I will continue to use my portable safe.   I'm trying to show self-restraint in not buying another amazing travel skirt.  (Because I'm not taking two, I just really want another.  It's the best thing in my wardrobe.)  

I am leaving in just over a week.  In the meantime, I have to move out of my classroom and put all my stuff either in the house or in my new classroom, and get ready to go.

Exciting stuff!

Saturday, May 31, 2014

Gigantic News

After spending most of this year completely miserable at my work and telling myself that the first year is always hardest, that sticking it out will be worth it, and generally lying to myself, I found a job elsewhere.

Sure, it'll be my fourth school in four years (if you count HeadStart, which I do).  Sure, it's two new grade levels (7th and 8th) and a somewhat new subject full time and part time (Spanish, outdoor education).  But...it's at a fantastic school where I truly feel like I will fit in.

So, I gave my resignation yesterday to my current employer and tried very hard not to be smug.  I also cancelled the other interviews I had scheduled and turned down the other (great) position that I had been offered at a different school.

Big stuff.  Big changes.  I am so ready to be looking forward with joy instead of dread and frustration.

So, that's good.